Lyrics Pin A Tail - Lil Poppa

Al-Al-Alex made this beat
Vamp life thuggin' and druggin' type of time that we on
Youngins say, "Check the news." Nigga, I bet he gone
Silly nigga die behind some views, but they gonna say we wrong
If you survive, you better lie
How you gonna hide with my money long?
See you playing, mama ain't never told you ever been a problem
It's okay
It's all right, nigga, I know the way
Leave your dumb ass right there
At least he tried
At least he tried
In my feelings, lonely, reminiscing about my homies, nigga
Up late, I'm on it
I've been geeking till the morning, come on
OG retired, but he'll come out of it if I want a nigga
Don't make him have to pin a tail on the donkey no more
Bulletproof car doors in the city like I'm Pablo
Yeah, all that I know about my respect, just watch how far that I go
Niggas online sending threats
Okay, back go send some harlots
They gonna post up in the jets without no plans to go home
They already thinking I'm the reason he got left with no dome
Hope you think 'cause you ain't see me, it got left alone
Had to tell everyone, if it ain't off
Love and loyalty, you stepping wrong
You ain't have to say my name in the
Song, birds of a feather still gone
Fly together
What that mean?
Hit whoever, clear the scene
Who think they gonna fuck with me like I let 'em?
Bitch, please
It ain't no blessings come from demons
Bitch, I advise you, don't even speak
Call my cousin when I need him, the one that like to hide in trees
Like, what mold you in?
Survival
Yeah, that's every man plan until they fuck around and roll you in
Come on, show your hand
The sharks inside that water, don't make me throw you in
I'm with the niggas who bully
You could never vamp with us niggas
Better stay a fan, my ass, man
In my feelings, lonely, reminiscing about my homies, nigga
Up late, I'm on it
I've been geeking till the morning, come on
OG retired, but he'll come out of it if I want a nigga
Don't make him have to pin a tail on the donkey no more
Bullet in his auto
Trying to duck book him like I won the lotto
Tell him keep his eyes closed
I can see him peeping through the blindfold
Fuck the promoter
I leave the show, my fire go wherever I go
Curses to any nigga in that car pulled up to that store
Can't fail without revenge, and without it, I won't grow
What come after ten?
Say, I don't know, but I'm gonna want some more
Whatever it take, don't let them win
Gotta up the score
And nah, nigga, it ain't a game
This for your fucking bros
Hey, the streets cold
Hell hot
When you see the devil at your peephole
Don't let him out
About in a week, boy, it's 12:00
They probably came out east, but no, they never came on this block
Why the fuck these niggas claim?
Give it to them?
Shit, I got hella
Why your pockets swole?
Probably plenty knots
This that shit that get a nigga knocked
They got hot spot
Use the WiFi to get a nigga dropped
They don't deserve to die, so don't even kill them
Make them hit a rock
In my feelings, lonely, reminiscing about my homies, nigga
Up late, I'm on it
I've been geeking till the morning, come on
OG retired, but he'll come out of it if I want a nigga
Don't make him have to pin a tail on the donkey no more
Bulletproof car doors in the city like I'm Pablo
Yeah, all that I know about my respect, just watch how far that I go
Niggas online sending threats
Okay, back go send some harlots
They gonna post up in the jets without no plans to go home